Douluo: Steal Tang San's Luck and Become Stronger

——The hidden effect given by the martial spirit, the object being "given" will feel the attraction of "100% compatibility with the martial spirit".

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing doubting his life.

Tang Lan pondered,

Should we directly summon the martial spirit and fuse it on the spot?

"Ok?"

A figure broke into the normally open blue-silver field.

Tang Lan turned around and looked.

I saw a middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks blocking the entrance of the alley.

He looked to be about 40 years old, a little over meters tall, wearing a pair of large shorts with holes and a pair of flip-flops.

He stared at Zhu Zhuqing intently, drooling uncontrollably.

"Girl-faced and big breasts! Excellent! So amazing!"

"Little girl, if you go with your uncle Bu Le, you will be so happy!"

Zhu Zhuqing responded with a look of disgust.

"roll!"

Not happy nor angry.

He opened his martial soul directly and put on a pink bra on his head, which unexpectedly matched his vulgar temperament.

But the four soul rings of white, yellow, yellow and purple rising under his feet made Zhu Zhuqing's face freeze!

The Four Ring Soul Sect? !

She is only level 27 and is no match at all!

subconsciously,

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Tang Lan. He looked very handsome and was over 1.7 meters tall.

Judging from his age, he is not much older than me.

The level will not exceed level 30.

Ruined!

"How about giving it a try?" Tang Lan said calmly.

Zhu Zhuqing understood that Tang Lan was talking about martial soul fusion skills.

But Bu Le misunderstood and cast an admiring look at Tang Lan.

"The young man is very good. After I finish enjoying it, I can give you a taste."

These words of tiger and wolf made Zhu Zhuqing's eyes completely cold!

He took the initiative to lean towards Tang Lan and nodded slightly.

She summoned her martial spirit, a large black cat with a purple glow on its surface.

"Level 27, Nether Civet."

Tang Lan raised his hand.

A fiery red dagger appeared in his hand - a shape customized for Zhu Zhuqing using the shape transformation of the blue silver field.

As soon as he appeared,

He couldn't wait to shoot towards Zhu Zhuqing.

Simultaneously,

Zhu Zhuqing's ghost civet is also uncontrollably possessed.

Her eyes turned green and blue, her long black hair fell naturally on her back, and her hand with spiked cat claws grasped the fiery red dagger.

The hand sank first,

As powerful force filled her body, she was able to hold the fiery dagger with ease.

——Lei Yan Haotian Hammer is a mutated ultimate attack martial spirit, and its effect on physical strength is the best in the world!

Zhu Zhuqing was fascinated by the surging power.

It actually works!

She is familiar with martial soul fusion skills.

Zhu Zhuqing's family and Dai Mubai's family have inherited the "Netherworld White Tiger" from generation to generation.

Never heard of it,

He can have martial soul resonance with other foreign races, let alone martial soul fusion skills.

And

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Tang Lan, who had empty hands, and his eyes became more confused.

If the martial soul is directly given to another person, will there be any increase in my own strength?

This martial soul fusion technique is unheard of and simply goes against common sense!

how?

Is it just a pendant?

but

Zhu Zhuqing waved the fiery red dagger, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

The corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

This increase in power is mainly due to her.

Compared with the combination of "Netherworld White Tiger", it suits her better!

——After that coward escaped from marriage, she understood that only strength can prevent her from betraying herself!

Chapter 18 The Great Soul Master Hammer Soul Sect? Zhu Zhuqing was moved!

"Hey!" Bu Le finally reacted: "Dare to deceive me? Go to hell!"

Unhappy controlled the martial spirit and attacked Tang Lan head-on!

Tang Lan hasn't made any move yet.

Zhu Zhuqing stepped in front of him and struck straight with the fiery red dagger in his hand.

"Keng——"

After a brief stalemate,

Zhu Zhuqing was actually at level 27, and he just smashed the martial spirit away!

If you don't like it, everyone will be stunned.

No!

He is the Fourth Ring Soul Sect!

There are so many levels of suppression,

Even if he didn't attack with all his strength, this girl's soul skills were broken without using even one of them?

Zhu Zhuqing was also stunned for a moment, then turned into an afterimage and took the initiative to attack Bu Le.

——While you are sick, I will kill you!

It was obviously a sensitive attack route, but every attack was powerful and heavy.

He was so unhappy that he bared his teeth!

Cracks appeared in the body's soul power and spread at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He was forced to use his bra martial arts to lock himself in it.

Under absolute hierarchical suppression,

Zhu Zhuqing, who only knew how to chop and stab, was helpless and unable to break through the defense.

"Huh?" A voice sounded in her head: "Can you hear me?"

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Tang Lan and replied in his heart——

"can."

"Don't resist me, try my moves."

Talking,

Tang Lan controlled Zhu Zhuqing to spin and dance in place.

The thought is like a small hand, pointing out the power techniques and posture errors, and dances with the cloak hammer technique.

The flaming red dagger was fired left and right, each blow becoming stronger than the last.

In the hands of Zhu Zhuqing, who had full attack speed, afterimages danced out, and the attack was as airtight as a violent storm!

The powerful force of each blow made Zhu Zhuqing obsessed with it.

——Her second soul skill "Hundred Claws of the Netherworld" is like scratching an itch compared to it.

This is painful and unhappy.

After resisting 36 blows on the spot, one person finally lost his footing and was knocked flying with his martial spirit!

"There is a flaw!"

Zhu Zhuqing keenly seized the opportunity and sprinted to Bu Le's back. The first soul ring under his feet lit up.

The first soul skill: Nether Thrust!

"Ding--"

Bu Le used his martial spirit to protect his back body in time to avoid the end of his anus.

Under the level of suppression, Zhu Zhuqing was still unable to break through the defense.

Getting ready to leave.

"Don't worry, come again!" Tang Lan said in a voice: "Leave your body to me, I can break the defense!"

Zhu Zhuqing hesitated and chose not to resist Tang Lan.

Under Tang Lan's control,

Her soul power was concentrated on the fiery red dagger, and their spirits and spirits merged into one, and they struck out again quickly——

Ling Tian strikes!

"Crash-"

The unhappy martial soul only resisted for a moment, but was shattered under the shocked gazes of the two people!

The fiery red dagger was no longer hindered and plunged into Bu Le's lower back.

Just take out his left waist!

"Ow—"

Bu Le covered his burnt lower back, his body trembling as he ran out of the alley for his life!

Damn!

These two little dolls are so evil, the wind is blowing!

However.

A piece of bluesilver grass on the side of the road suddenly turned green and grew in size. It entangled Bu Lu's legs, tripping him and causing him to fall into a gourd on the ground.

Wait until it stops,

It has been tied up tightly by the Blue Silver Emperor, the life soul.